Polished Toes

Written for https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see/ Wishing waves washed smooth pebbles, as Carol finished her second cup of espresso for the morning. The freedom of her flip-flops were cool against her polished red toes. She dipped her fork into her light pancakes, covered in a lemon sauce. Each mouthful melted on her tonsils. She leant back in herContinue reading “Polished Toes”

Young Whippersnapper

Written for https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see/ ‘Oi Bob! What’s your problem?’ Bob lowered his wings into a slimline bullet. This was his domain. A choice location, where only the best scraps of ham littered his ledge. ‘Get your own pad, mate?’ ‘Young whippersnapper, you ain’t grown your feathers yet. Still brown and tawny. I’m much stronger than you.Continue reading “Young Whippersnapper”

Fresh Air

Written for https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see/ At midnight, the thunder and lightning fighting for attention. Worthy adversary’s ready to triumph at any cost. Amanda couldn’t look away. Each bright flash illuminating the sky. A grumbling sound, seconds later, the storm strides on. After the battle receded into nothing but a rumble, she creeps under the covers. A yearsContinue reading “Fresh Air”

Orvieto

Written for https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see/ Alessandra didn’t care; she sang out of tune. Mamma Maria; her mum’s favourite song. When it played on the radio, nothing could hurt her. Italian dialects filled the air. A lost language – too painful to be spoken. Yet, in song, love shared an allowance of hope. The kitchen is for singing,Continue reading “Orvieto”

Home

Written for https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see/ I run across the stone bridge, which leads to my home. There are so many pleasant memories of growing up. Fishing for tadpoles, paddling in the water, Dad holding my small palm so I didn’t fall. He is waiting in one of those granite houses; As I step onto the cobbled streets,Continue reading “Home”

Safe

Written for https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see/ ‘Be safe, little fledgling,’ Clara said, wrapping her hazel wings about her red breast. Her claws gripped on to the hollow branch , observing his tiny feathers finding the strength to lift himself into the evening sky. The sun shifted over the canopy, glowing through a thick mass of green leaves. HidingContinue reading “Safe”

Best Friends

Written for https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see/ I met my bestie when I was twelve; going to the fair, sitting making daisy chains, or chatting about life, I found someone who understood me and never judged. When she was fifteen, her dad moved to America for his job as a pilot. Even with a whole ocean between us, ourContinue reading “Best Friends”